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Saturday, March 28, 2009

I am pretty contented now.
I think I've finally fit in. And had lots of fun too.
And I've also found out books can have a very big impact on people. In convent, at least.
Last last week, I was talking about the book "Remenber Me?" to Lydia, and so I lent it to her on Monday.
So she started reading. Read read read. Then suddenly she was like "OMG" and then show us ( me or Alyssa or Mokky or Looi) what hillariously funny or disgusting part she had read. Then we would laugh like hell. This happened quite a few times, and I bet it was very loud that it attracted some attention. Like Vithya Vera came over to us and went: "what's so funny? Can I please see?"
At first we were like no, no, no. But she was so persistent we gave up and let her read. Provided she answered a few questions first. Which, her answers were totally unsatisfactory, but what could we do? So we let her read the damn book and after that, she said she felt feelingless. Like so -.-
So the next day before school started I was passing through the canteen with Lynn aka Rachel when Alyssa came out of the canteen and said: " Celine Choong, people are FREAKING out." I quickly went to investigate. And wow. People were freaking out by Remember Me. And Christine Choo was reading it along with KBX, I think. OMG. Lynn says she didn't know Christine reads.
We were especially tickled by the Mont Blanc (which I won't tell you what it is) and it was so utterly shocked and everyone was doubled up in laughter. And Mont Blanc's contents were SO ... that I won't write it here. Not healthy.
Tuesday. Had the anti-drug poster drawing thing. Gave us four periods ( after recess until time to go home) and I thought it would be a piece of cake, but who knew when it was 15 minutes to six-fortyfive I still haven't finished it yet. Like hell it is. And I so pek-chek (in other words, nervous) that I simply slosh paint all over the place. So wet some more. Then Lynn who was passing by my class to go to the toilet to wash paintbrush was "AIYOR!" and faster dashed back to her class, came back with some tissues and dabbed the thing dry. And a few people were surrounding me ( I don't exactly know how many, I was too busy to notice. Maybe a lot, maybe a little) and watching me. People were like "faster!" and when I finished, the painting was still wet and I had to go wash my paintbrushes and someone helped me dry my painting. Didn't know who, I forgot, but anyway, thanks, guys! Then I discovered I haven't wrote my name yet! And the teacher was about to go off already. So I hastily and hurriedly wrote 'Celine Choong, 1E, with the help of lots of friends' at the back.
So, that's all.
ps Lydia is doing a blog! Hurray!
Muaxz, Celine=)
(going to see how Lydia is doing now.)
Saturday, March 21, 2009



Yesterday, just for fun, I went to Tiffany Jong's blog. Just for fun, you know? Since I had nothing to read and all. So I read her blog. I found out that she was from Kuching, Sarawak.

The weird thing is, I have another friend who is also from Kuching, Sarawak who is also named Tiffany! Yea, and she also stays in JB.

Yes, that's all. I'm so bored. Will read more blogs to pass time.
Oh, by the way this is a picture of Lynn and me, taken in school. I am the one in the school uniform. So now you know how I look like. Geeky.
Lynn (who is the other one in the picture who is not me) looks so cool right. Of course she is.
All for now. Until next time...
BYE!
Celine=D

Friday, March 20, 2009

Yea. So Lynn was feeling random. I am doing this for her sake, too. So here goes.

I LOVE LYNN
There. Big enough?
Don't get the wrong idea. Hey I'm not a lesbian. But I so wish we don't only see each other at school. It's not that I'm not grateful. I am so already like, oh wow its a miracle I can be going to the same school as her. Or not I'll only be seeing her on gatherings each holiday. Like 4 times a year. For a couple of hours each. Like hell it will be. Yes. Like hell.
School's great, partly because now's holidays. (yea. Like holidays last forever.) Except for KH homework, which I have already completed. KH stands for kemahiran hidup, and the homework was killing me the past week. And I was like, stay up everynight (actually, Monday night to Wednesday night last week only.) to finish the homework, and come Thursday the teacher never come. Waste of effort. Haih.
Whatever. Oh yea, I almost forgot. Thank you Joy for asking me to link you. Thanks to Lynn for helping me link her. LOL!
I'm so lazy I don't want to continue writing anymore for now. Well I know that people only see my blog as a sleeping pill, so what's the point? I'd recommend you to read my blog and I bet it works twice as good as sleeping pills. Save you a trip to the drugshop.
Enough for now. Once I start, I don't trust myself to stop.
Until next time, ciao.
xoxo Celine.
Monday, March 2, 2009

You might ask me why I didn't update my blog sooner, but I don't have the time! Ever since I started secondary school, life has been busy, busy, busy. Homework on weekdays. Tution on weekends. And I don't update my blog for the sake of updating. I'd just want to do it all over again, so there's no point.

So, I thought I'd update you on my recent life first.

Recent Life
-School:I used to study in SMK Skudai, cos there was nowhere else to go. I study in Convent now.
-Physical Appearance: STILL short hair. Can you believe that? I didn't cut my hair since graduation! Argh! Lynn can tie her hair now, and mine's still so short! My p.a hasn't changed one bit. I don't even think I grew tall!
-Prefered book: erm... I don't know. I haven't been reading for a LONG LONG time. Though I just started on Eclipse. (At last! I've been waiting for SO long!) I've already bought Breaking Dawn last November so I'll continue with that after Eclipse.

Life in Convent
So. I have gotten into Convent last last Wednesday, which is the 18th of February. I was overjoyed. Saw Lynn but she didn't recognise me. So hateful! She some more told me the day before that I maybe wouldn't regconise her. But honestly I cannot really blame her,cos she was not wearing her specs. But she is so close to me that you would think she could regconise me even without wearing specs. Lol.
Got into class 1E. Same as Pei but different from Lynn. What a pity to be apart from her.
When I came in first day I sat in the only empty seat in the class. The person beside me (I didn't recognise her at first, shame on me)- was Alyssa. Alyssa Chua from kindergarten. Oh my.

Sports Day
Okay. Sports Day. Sports day was... let's see... the Friday I came in. The 20th. It was Convent's 20th Sports Day anniversary too. It was held in the Larkin Stadium. Will post some pics when I get hold of some.
Anyways, back to Sports Day. I got there nice and early. The air was fresh. Found a place and sat down. Soon after the ceremony began. The marchers marched. (I came to Convent too late to join in marching or creative dancing or whatever... Hello? Three days?) The headmistress and the special guest gave speech. The sports started. I was a Michael-rooting for St Michael, the yellow house all the way. Whenever we cheered we had to shout Michael, which is fine by me. Some people might feel uncomfortable cos it is like shouting for a boy, but puh-lease, this is Convent and it's practically a nunnery ( a no-boys school is great, less of the hassle, the noisiness and the messiness, the chaos and the awkwardness, I LOVE it) who would be there to hear us? Plus the only Michael I know which is one year me and Lynn's senior, I call Mike.
Where have I gone? It's supposed to be Sports Day. Where have I stopped? Oh yes. We cheered for our house athletes, shouted Michael till our throats were hoarse. (At least, mine was.) Soon it got a little hot when the sun set up higher in the sky and I put on my hat. Then I decided that there was no use putting on my hat because it was making me hotter so I took it off and stashed it back into my bag. When it was time to go home... Omg. I looked at myself in my mother's pocket mirror. My face was black and red. When I got back home, it was more obvious. It was like I had sunbathed the whole day then applied red blusher. Though the truth was that I just sat in the Larkin stadium for a morning, and the red on my cheeks were natural.

I gotta Go. That's all. More on my class next time. Keep waiting.
Celine. Ciao.